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a lovely death
Ashleigh McAnnally
this knife my hand no more slits on my wrists no more being called a: "freak of nature" or "crazy fuck" no more crying no more living with hating myself now the knife penitrates my skin cuts to the vein it hurts but i know there will be no more pain heaven i hopefully come with this lovely death

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